Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang closed the door behind him after entering his room. Then, he just stood there in the mostly dark room. The small slit didn't let much light through.

Silence.

Shang just waited in silence.

At the moment, Shang's heart was beating rapidly as sweat ran down his body. A deep feeling of guilt was inside his heart.

He had acted coldhearted and brutal, but that didn't reflect the truth.

This was the first time after that fateful night that Shang had injured another person to such an extent.

Punching someone, breaking an arm, or similar things were still relatively normal to Shang. After all, he had been a fighter in his past life, and it was normal for fighters to get injured in a fight.

However, what he had done out there was not normal for a fighter.

Shang might be in the body of a 15-year-old, but in his mind, he still viewed himself as a 23-year-old. So, when he looked at the other students, Shang didn't see people of his age but kids.

They were children.

Additionally, what would they have done to him? At most, they would have broken one or two bones and would have given him some bruises.

Shang had seen the ill-intent in their eyes, but Shang hadn't felt true maliciousness coming from them. They only wanted to beat him down to show their superiority.

They were just kids.

Yet, Shang had done horrible things to them. One of them had been close to death, while the other one went through unimaginable pain.

Shang had his reasons for acting this brutally, but it was still difficult.

On Earth, Shang would have gone to prison for his actions.

Yes, they had attacked him, and Shang had the right to defend himself, but that was it, defend.

first guy, breaking his arm and kicking him would have been enough. Shang's action of tearing his arm off had gone beyond

worse offense was

even tried to attack Shang. Yes, he had given the order, but he had never

down, thrown him away,

jaw was not considered

future, and I won't have to do something like that again. The other students saw what happens when they try

were right. It was

he had bought and began to

made the correct choice,' he

strokes of the knife continued, Shang continued to repeat the same words to himself in

know how long he had been shaving, but when he felt something wet on his right hand, he

looked over and saw blood dripping

but it had already fully

hadn't even noticed that he had cut himself while shaving, and judging by the amount of blood, it hadn't

should be more careful in the future,' Shang thought

hands before leaving the

out of the building and looked at

was gone, and the students were back to doing whatever they were

were looking at Shang, and the few that did either

like nothing

like that had happened on Earth, the people would still be crowded around the area where it had happened while police were

world,

Usually, warriors didn't really care about the

measure of time, which were clocks. Mages were often very busy, and they couldn't just schedule things

example, they could have two meetings in

Additionally, the definition of afternoon was

but since this academy was very sophisticated and also included plenty of education about Mages, it had adopted the

name of the weekday beside the clock. The academy knew that

core lesson for the Caterpillar Class will start soon. I've been stuck on the techniques, and

north, towards the bigger training fields. The core lesson for